Mary, an Irish girl who has lived in Rochester New York for many
years now, called into see me today while on a flying visit to the UK,
wow, I do like Mary.
Only put this on here as I don't keep a diary any more, and neither
of us were sure, but I don't think we have met for three years or more.
After a hug and a kiss, and as I watched her walk away, I thought of
how, chances are I'll never see her again. But hey, that's a sad thought,
and to think of Mary is to smile....
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